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| 27261a3 | No sound, once made, is ever truly lost. In electric clouds, all are safely trapped, and with a touch, if we find them, we can recapture those echoes of sad, forgotten wars, long summers, and sweet autumns. | echoes made recapture summers truly clouds once sound electric wars long forgotten sweet trapped sad lost | Ray Bradbury |